Sun lover that I am, winter hibernation suits me.
Brilliant rays warm the tiny fine hair
Fur that shrouds my neckline
Solstice comes but once each given year
This time that is divine
Muse of my life this day all alone
Creativity thrives
Goddess and Gods waking from deep sleep
Happy to be alive
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